Oak Leaf Showers

The furnace of August days still kindles
and scorching heat by night then dwindles
Clouds dry up like balls of cotton
summer showers plants forgotten

Length of days begin to shrink
Sky's are filled with dark black ink
Harvest moon of orange hue
fog caresses morning dew

A deluge of, oak leaf showers
Squirrels playing tag for hours
Machine gun bursts of acorns falling
and morning crows hectic calling

Soon will come dark filled days
cold and chill of winter haze